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"Uhhn. Your making me cum so soon, Daddy. Ahhh...I'm already cumming for you!" she whispered while her orgasm rolled through her; it was smaller, more subdued compared the other times I'd seen her cum. It was the sweetest thing; she just hugged me as she had a serendipitous little orgasm. This climax was steady, constant as she simply clung to me letting it flow out of her while grinding her small pink pussy against my wooden erection.

I was still holding her by her young ass with her legs wrapped around me and her naked cunt pressed against my dick when she leaned back and breathlessly said, "Daddy, I want you to fuck me now. We can do sucking, licking and other foreplay things later; right now, I need your giant cock in my pussy. I want you to fuck me hard, Daddy. I know you have to start slow to fit that thing in me, but when I'm stretched, I want you to just take me like a whore. I want to be your fuck-slut, Daddy. I want you to pound me and fill my tight, virgin cunt with all your cum! I want you to make me yours; your own personal fuck-toy."

I was beyond aroused. I felt like a knuckle-dragging savage. I grunted and I walked out of the pool with my daughter draped around me like a lascivious towel. I laid her down on a cushioned chaise. My angry, fat cock bounced above her causing Katie's eyes to widen a bit as she bit her lower lip.

"It's so big, Daddy."

"Don't worry, baby. I won't hurt you."

"I know. I trust you, Daddy," she said in her little girl's voice lying back and spreading her legs for me. "Now, fuck this cunt!" she demanded in an altogether different tone.

I pressed my cockhead against my daughter's slick pussy lips and ran the tip up and down, from asshole to clit producing a mewling from Katie. I lubed up my dickhead with Katie's abundant, thick cum fluid while splitting her tight lips apart. Finally, I positioned my cock up against her drooling hole and pushed in. I slowly spread the tight circle of her vaginal opening as my purple, distended head popped into her making Katie jump. She was so tight! I only went in an inch or so at a time; easing my dick through her slick but pressing vaginal walls. Katie had her eyes squeezed shut with a slight grimace as I slowly fed her more of my cock-meat. I paused half way in allowing her cunt to expand in accommodating my invading phallus. Since she had lost her hymen to her girlfriend's toys at school, there was no obstacle, but it took a few minutes to get my fat shaft most of the way into her pussy. She needed to be loosened up before taking my full, steely length. I could've cum just resting there with my cock being squeezed by her pussy walls, but I wanted much more. I waited for Katie's body to come to terms with my throbbing prick.

Then the tension drained from Katie's face and her body softened. I felt a rippling along my cock-shaft as Katie squeezed me with her vaginal muscles. Her eyes flew open, the light blue irises sparkling with lecherous greed.

"Did you feel that?" she giggled.

I nodded. She hissed while rocking her hips up and down, grinding on my cock. She looked and sounded just like her mom had over twenty years ago. "Fuck me, now. Fuck me hard."

I began by pulling my cock back slowly until the ridge of my glans were rubbing against the constrictive ring of her canal, then I pushed back in slowly. I began a steady rhythm where each insertion was a little faster, a little deeper. Katie was moaning pleasantly with her cunt-cream having fully lubricated her tight fuck-hole. For the next thrust, I grabbed her hips and forcefully shoved my cock all the way into her pushing my cock-head against her gnarled cervix.

"Ooof!" she offered as the breath left her. Katie gripped my ass to hold me into her as she had another orgasm. Her hands moved from my ass to cup my face and pull me down into another deep kiss. She was smiling when we parted lips saying, "I've taken you, Daddy. I've taken all of you. You're mine now." She was so much like her mother!

I started fucking away at my deflowered Katie. I was lost in the feeling of her frothing cunt as my thrusts became faster and harder. My cock felt like a piston, hard and relentless, as I pumped away at Katie's pussy. She was staring at me in lustful abandon until her third orgasm overtook her and she squeezed her eyes shut again as tears seeped out.

"Holy, fucking shit, Dad. You're tearing my little pussy apart! I can't breathe...ooofff...I swear your cock is fucking into my stomach! Goddamn, you are fucking the hell out of you daughter!"

As I fucked my daughter for the first time, it occurred to me that dirty sex talk must be genetic, because Katie sounded so much like Pam, or my mom or Aunt Debbie for that matter. "You're gonna make me cum again...I can't hold it back...it's too big... Fuck, Dad!... I'm going to explode...uuggggg...fat cock...unnnngghhhhh...ahhhhh, fuck shit fuck!"

Katie's cunt-cream was forced to squirt out between her pussy lips and my manically thrusting cock-meat as I hammered into her. Katie was incoherently grunting like an animal and bucking her pelvis up to meet my downward thrusts. She may have been young and inexperienced, but she was a fuck-slut natural. And, she just kept coming. She hadn't fully finished her orgasm when I couldn't hold it anymore, and started pumping a huge load of sperm up into her clutching cunt.

"Oh God, baby...your tight pussy is milking me...you're going to make your daddy cum, right into your virgin cunt. Take me, Katie. Take Daddy's cum!"

"Oh, fuck...no, not again...holy...fuck!" she screamed. Her eyes flew open filled with what appeared to be fear as another orgasm came right over the top of last one while I pumped her full, and I mean full, of my semen. Her sensory input overloaded and she started to cry. Tears ran down her cheeks as she pulled me on top of her holding me tight while my dick continued to twitch and squirt cum into her messy, well-fucked cunt. Her orgasm continued to wrack her body while still being impaled on my unbending meat-pole. My orgasm trailed off leaving my cock bathed in my daughter's hot twat and my own sperm while Katie continued convulsing squeezing out more and more fluid. Like her mother, she produced a ton of cunt juice, but Katie didn't squirt it out; it just flowed.

Eventually she began to relax slowly going limp under me. I kissed her forehead and began to slowly extract my cock from her used, young pussy. She seemed semi-conscious, but moaned in disapproval as she felt my still firm, thick cock-meat leave her. She forcefully pulled me back into her with a loud squish.

"Can we just stay like this, Daddy. Your big cock feels so good in my cunt," Katie pleaded.

Who was I to disagree? I would love to say that because of my daughter's tight cunt, my cock stayed hard and we did it again, but the aging process just doesn't work that way unless your taking certain pills. However, I didn't go completely soft. I retained at a comfortable firmness with enough tension to stay lodged in Katie's sloppy pussy while we continued embracing, bathed in our mixed cum and sweat with the relentless, hot sun above us.

"Did you like your first time, sweetheart?" I asked eventually.

"It was wonderful. Thank you, Daddy," she replied. "It was nothing like I imagined. It was so much better than any fantasy I've ever had."

"I'm glad, sweetie. Let's cool off in the pool," I suggested.

"Oh," Katie complained softly as my glistening cock finally slipped from her stretched pussy lips. Then she added a completely different "Oh!" as my semen and her pool of girl-cum started to leak from her gapped fuck-hole. She scooped up a huge glob using three fingers, and slurped her cunt-slurry into her mouth. "Mm, our cum tastes good!" she cooed while smiling up at me with more goo bubbling from her slit.

My daughter really was a fuck-slut; just like her mom.

By the time Pam and Jake made it home, Katie and I had cleaned up, properly dressed and were innocently hanging out by the pool. It was mid-afternoon, a few hours before the double date. On her way over to me, Pam stooped down to Katie who had spread a towel on the deck. Katie had headphones on reading a magazine so she was surprised when Pam slapped her barely covered butt. Katie took her headphones off as Pam leaned in saying something I couldn't catch, but made Katie glance over her shoulder down to her ass.

Pam straightened with a smirk on her face, and I could tell she knew. She made me scooch and sat next to me on the lounge chair giving me a long, lingering kiss. Not the sort of Hi-I'm-Home sort of kiss. As she pulled back, she sighed.

"How could you tell?" I asked.

"Light finger bruises on her hips," Pam shrugged. "How did it go?"

"She reminds me so much of you when you were her age, it is uncanny," I said with every ounce of love that I had for Pam sensing her emotional tenderness of having shared her husband with another. She smiled patting my arm. "She seemed to enjoy it. She had the longest orgasm yet, and you know how long she can cum. I thought she might dehydrate herself given the amount of girl-cum that came out of her pussy. So, I think we've scratched that itch. Maybe she'll calm down now."

Pam laughed out loud.

"You don't really believe that, do you?" she asked incredulously. "It's not called the Magic Cock for no reason. You may not believe it, but I'm telling you darling, it is true. She's never going to get enough."

"It's just a joke your dad made once," I said, dismissing her. "In any case, it was actually lovely. I know it's incest and all, but it was sweet sharing the moment with her. I feel really close to her. We're still dad and daughter, just more so."

"That's sweet, honey. I like it when you put it that way."

I could see her visibly relax a little, but just for a second before she stiffened up again.

"Pete, I'm not sure I can go through with this."

I could clearly sense her apprehension. "Did something happen with Jake while you were shopping?" I asked, concerned.

"No, it was totally normal. Except, I was trying to flirt but it didn't work. Pete, honestly, I don't think he is going to go for this."

I sat up taking Pam's hand. "Honey, don't worry about it. One, I was being overly dramatic this morning. You don't have to do anything you don't want to. Two, I spoke with Jake and all he is expecting is some dating advice and some anatomy instruction. At most, I may want you to show a breast and nipple; probably your pussy so I can point out the clit. There doesn't have to be any contact."

"Just my tits and pussy, well that's reassuring," she chided.

"And, three," I continued. "I sucked him off before you guys left, so he probably didn't have his flirt-sense finely tuned."

"Peter McPherson! You have overnight become absolutely lecherous with our children!" she accused.

I leaned back shrugging. "They seem to like it."

I looked over at Katie and found her staring at us. She blew me a kiss and dipped her bikini top to show me her tit-flesh and nipple all the while smiling the sweetest, innocent smile. Ok, so maybe this was getting out of hand. One more shrug. What the hell. It was family; anything for family.

I think Pam knowing I sucked Jake's cock that day was key. I think she became less scared and more curious.

At a little past six o'clock that evening, Jake looked dapper in the new jacket and dress slacks his mother had picked out for him on their shopping spree earlier. He wore a simple white, button-down shirt underneath. He and I were chatting idly in the family room waiting for the girls to come down. Our patience was rewarded as Pam and Katie came down the stairs and our jaws dropped to the floor. Pam wore a simple black cocktail dress with a scoop neck and a hem that came to mid-thigh. The dress' allure was its simplicity. It hugged every one of her marvelous curves. Her hair was down and full flowing over her shoulders. Around her neck was a strand of pearls that were brilliant and matched her earrings. She wore a pair of black pumps with straps wrapped around her ankles, an open toe and thick heals.

Katie went in a different direction. Her dress was blazing red with a striped reveal across her ample bosom showing a good deal of cleavage as her tits strained against the dress' tightness. The design of the dress did not call for a neckless; it was all about the tits. It was also much shorter than her mom's making me wonder how she could sit in it. She had a pair of dangling gold earrings and a pair of red come-fuck-me spiked heels. Her hair was pulled back into a high, thick pony tail.

Jake lowly whistled next to me whispering, "Be careful, Dad. Katie looks like she out hunting in that get up."

I liked the way Jake was thinking.

Jake drove with Pam up front; Katie and I in back. As we started out, all I said was, "Let's just pretend this is a real date. We'll talk about it after dinner, so no instructions or pointers. Let's just have fun."

Everyone agreed, and a lot of the tension left the car. Jake asked "Pam" how her day was and they giggle and chatted about their shopping trip. I could easily sense Pam's flirting.

Katie had a different approach to flirting. For instance, she grabbed my cock through my slacks and rubbed. I laughed and gently lifted the invading hand off me. She smiled clutching my hand and shoving it under her dress. She wasn't wearing panties. In that dress, it was alarming. Alarming, and super-hot. I slipped a finger inside her slippery cunt. Katie nodded in approval and put her hand back on my stiffening dick.

Once we arrived at the restaurant, Jake jumped out to go around the car and open the door for his date. Pam casually remarked, "I can smell your slutty cunt from up here, Katie. Can you please control that thing until we get home?"

"I'll try, Pam," Katie responded sweetly milking the role play. "But, I promise nothing."

I almost burst out laughing when Jake managed to open the door and help his mom-date out. I quickly exited and did the same to catch up on my duties as a gentleman.

Dinner was so amazing, it became a tradition in our family that twice a year we did this double date. In the summer, we go as the kids' dates; at Christmas, it is swapped. That first time, a strange thing happened while we were sitting, menu's in hand. Maybe it was the sexy quipping of Pam and Katie in the car; maybe it was the absurdness of what we were doing. I don't know for certain, but we all started to laugh for no reason. That laugh only last a few seconds, but it was a catharsis that burned away uncertainty, nervousness, apprehension, pressure and any other negative emotion. We just started chatting about anything and everything. At one point, it was all four of us discussing how wonderful the summer had been so far; at another time Katie and Pam were engrossed in a debate about a celebrity couple while Jake and I were talking about a car he liked. It was simply a great time.

As dinner was cleared, we sat back examining the dessert menu. I noticed motion out of the corner of my eye as Pam lowered her hand under the table. I quickly glanced to Jake in time to see his eyes widen as he tried to maintain his concentration on the menu. Whether she simply squeezed his knee or grabbed his cock, I didn't know. It was so erotic seeing it happen, I didn't really care. Katie nudged me nodding. She'd noticed it too. It seemed the couple across from us were getting along fairly well.

I don't think Katie could contain her curiosity, because she said, "I couldn't eat another bite, so no dessert for me. I'm going to the ladies'. Do you want to come with me, Pam?"

"Sure, Katie," Pam answered with a big smile and the girls excused themselves heading off to the toilets.

"I see that you and Pam are getting along," I said to Jake. It was cruel, I know. He turned beet red.

"Um. Er. Yeah, see..."

I held up hand. "It's ok, Jake. This is why we're are doing this. Do you see how wonderful it can be with a beautiful woman when you are yourself and just let the night happen? You've actually charmed your mom! I'm very proud of you."

He blushed even more, which I wouldn't have thought possible. So, it had been the dick after all, I thought.

"Relax," I said. "Mom is helping you get comfortable in this kind of situation. She is a very special woman, your mom. Just go with it, champ."

Given the fact that I had now sucked my son's cock three times, taking his hefty load down my throat each time, I think Jake trusted me. He nodded and smiled with a gleam in his eye. I think he was working out the possibilities.

The girls took just a bit too long in the ladies' room for me not to suspect something when they came back. However, lipstick was fine and hair was all in place, so I just frowned a little in uncertainty. Both Pam and Katie gave me radiant grins. As they sat, Pam's hand returned under the table as Katie leaned over putting her hand on my cheek pulling my face to her and giving me a chaste kiss on the cheek. She withdrew her hand slowly across my face. I nodded once, and Katie giggled. Her hand was heavily scented with her mom's pussy juice.

While we dropped the role-play when we left the restaurant, the ride home was almost exactly like I remembered double dates from high school. The music was loud, the girls were all giggly while being flirty at the same time and in the dark backseat devilish acts were encouraged. There was a console separating Pam and Jake which was probably best for safety, whereas in the backseat Katie had my cock out, pumping me slowly. Pam was turned in her seat telling all of us a story about a double date we had back in the day while enjoying the show her daughter was giving her.

"Was your double date as fun as this one, Mom?" Katie asked her mother while masturbating her father.

Pam barked out a big laugh. "No way! Roger and Nancy, the other couple, broke up right in front of us."

"Why? What happened?" asked Jake.

"Roger came on to me big time. He tried to grab both my tits and pussy in the dark movie theater while Daddy was getting snacks. Nancy was right there on the other side of him!" Pam was teasing Jake with her dirty language.

"You're kidding!" Katie laughed.

"I'm not, and that wasn't the end of it. Nancy was a pretty good friend of mine, so once the movie was over and we were walking out with the boys lost in the crowd behind us, I told her what Roger tried to do. Nancy didn't say anything, just nodded her head. Once the boys caught up, Nancy looked directly at Daddy and asked him if he would like for her to suck his cock."

"No way!" both kids exclaimed.

"Yep, and boy did it shock Roger! He started to get all indignant until Nancy asked why couldn't she suck Daddy's big cock if it was ok for Roger to grope me," Pam went on. "You should have seen the blood drain out of that creep's face. Your Dad was a lot bigger and stronger than Roger."

"What happened then?" Katie prompted.

"Nothing much. Obviously, we didn't take Roger with us. He had to find his own way home from the theater. Which was just as well, as I drove home while Nancy sucked Daddy off in the backseat," Pam said nonchalantly.

It was a complete lie, but it totally shocked the kids to where they didn't know what to say. Katie's hand froze on my cock. Pam smiled and smiled until Jake asked, "You really let her..."

Pam waited a few more beats before laughing out, "Of course not! But I got you guys!" she declared giving me a high-five. We all started laughing.

Once the laughter died down, Pam added, "Like I would let another girl have your Dad's big, fat cock. That monster was all mine, so we went back to Daddy's house and he fucked me silly."

Katie guffawed. "Mom! You are so bad! Did you drink a bottle of wine at dinner I didn't see?"Jake's laughed had a nervous edge to it. "You ok, sweetie?" Pam asked him stroking the back of his head.

"I'm fine, Mom," he replied somewhat woodenly. Then I saw Pam's gaze lower to Jake's lap and her smile spread.

Katie took this time of distraction to go down on me. She gave me two or three sloppy sucks, then sat back up again to grin back at her mother. I needed Jake to join this little club soon, because I was beginning to fear the feral desire of these two wanton women. They might tear me apart.

We arrived at home disappearing into our rooms to change with the plan to meet back up in the family room. As soon as she closed the door to our room, Pam was on me like a lynx. She cinched up her dress over her hips and before I had time to be surprised that she hadn't worn panties either she jumped me wrapping her legs around my hips attempting to kiss my face off.

"I am so fucking excited!" she breathed when she released me.

She took my face in her hands looking deep into my eyes. "I am going to be a super slut tonight. I am going to fuck your son until he collapses. Then, I'm going fuck your daughter until she cries. After all that, I will take my wonderful husband and have him fuck his wife's cum filled pussy while kissing her cunt-cream coated mouth. I will do all this for you, love of my heart."

She kissed me deeply again before continuing almost wistfully. "I don't know how you do what you do. Our entire lives together have been so amazingly naughty, kinky and dripping in mind-blowing taboo sex. The wildly bazaar shit we've done together would be completely unbelievable if we hadn't actually done it. You are indeed the Magic Cock," she finished while grinding on my hard-on.

I was the first one to make it downstairs. Since it was summer, Pam had the fire place filled with candles, so I lit those. I went into the kitchen to grab a bottle of wine, and thought better of it. I filled a pitcher with iced water and lemons instead and grabbed four glasses. I found Jake on the couch staring into his phone.

"Hey, Jake," I greeted as I placed the water and glasses on the coffee table. "You did outstanding at dinner. I think you know all you need to know. Nothing this old man could add." I ruffled his hair.

"Thanks, Dad," he said haltingly. "Does that mean we aren't going to, you know, do the other stuff?" There was pleading in his voice.

"Of course not!" I laughed. "I just think you've got the date part down."

Pam appeared at the top of the stairs at that moment catching my attention.

I don't know what I was expecting, or even if I expected anything at all having not given it any thought, but Pam had dressed herself perfectly. She wore soft, puffy pajama shorts that were very short. They reminded me of the bottoms Katie had worn last night, except newer, less worn, much tighter but exactly what a late-teen, early-twenties girl would wear. Her top was a form fitting white cotton shirt with spaghetti strings over her shoulders leaving no doubt there wasn't a bra involved. The best part where the white ankle socks.

As she slowly came down the stairs, her braless breasts swaying seductively with each step, and before our two lustful gazes, her nipples hardening.

"Now, let's learn about the sex part," I murmured.

Pam casually walked over plopping down on the couch next to Jake and folded her legs under her. I swear she moved the way she had when we were teenagers. She moved almost exactly like Katie. And, if Pam looked and moved like Katie...Oh, my God.

I guess, technically, Katie was wearing something, but there wasn't much of it. I think the proper term is negligée, but I don't know all the different terms when it comes to woman's sexy nightwear, so the description will be in man-speak: it was black, mostly sheer, lacy with various frilly strings and straps attempting to hold it in place. It had to be two sizes too small for my amply endowed daughter. The brassiere portion was under considerable stress showing large, soft mounds of cleavage and under-boob. On second thought, maybe it was the right size and precisely designed because it was achieving a certain purpose if the blood coursing to my cock was any indication.

"Katie?" Jake whispered.

It was at that moment that it first occurred to me the most obvious thing I hadn't thought about in this mad plan of mine: what about Katie and Jake? How were they going to react to each other in this sex saturated situation? Maybe it was because I was an only-child, as was Pam, that I missed it, but I was getting apprehensive. I had no idea how that dynamic would play out. Mother-son, father-daughter, mother-daughter, even father-son, I'd experienced; it seemed natural to me. I was having second thoughts now. I didn't want to put them into a bad brother-sister situation. My kids had always been close and had a great relationship. I didn't want to jeopardize that. What had I been thinking!

"Um, maybe this isn't such a good idea?" I asked the room in general as Katie sashayed down the stairs like a vixen bombshell from an ancient black-and-white movie.

"It's fine, Pete," Pam said. I looked away from the spectacle that was my daughter to my wife, and she nodded in encouragement.

I shrugged deciding to trust my wife; and my raging hard-on.

Katie had always been a very confident young woman. I guess, she woke up yesterday and thought to herself, I'm going to be the very best slut I can be. Then just did it, because the way she floated down the stairs bare footed in that clinging, diaphanous piece of lingerie never breaking eye contact with me was at an advanced cock-teasing level. She brushed passed Jake and Pam without acknowledge them coming up to me. She raised up on her tip-toes placing a light kiss on my lips, then swayed her hips around me delicately sitting on the love seat that ran perpendicular to the sofa demurely crossing her legs. She gave me a light nod with raised brows telling me to get on with it.

I clear my throat and turned towards the sofa and Pam and Jake, both of who were staring at the forming tent in my light athletic shorts. Since there wasn't much I could do about it, I rearranged my cock a bit and joined them on the couch putting Pam in between Jake and I.

"Ok," I said.

I didn't immediately follow that with anything because my train of thought had left the station, travel across the continent and derailed over a deep canyon leaving nothing but mini-mushroom cloud on the distant canyon floor. Beep, beep.

"Um, anyway. Ok. Let start with the basics. You know about nipples, right?"

The question was met with silence as I realized it was an abrupt way to start, and I hadn't actually directed it to anyone, or anywhere, in particular. I shook my head to clear the distraction and stray images of burnt coyotes. I concentrated and continued.

"Jake, let's talk about a woman's breasts. How much experience do you have?" I asked, all business.

Jake was blushing, but he pushed through it. "I've felt Bonnie's. She liked it, I think. I tried not to squeeze them too hard."

Pam gave a nod of approval.

"How about her nipples?" I continued. "Do you know what she likes you to do to her nipples?"

"Not really. She hasn't said anything," he admitted. "I've sucked on them a couple times, and she moaned. She didn't say anything specific though."

"Well, a girl's nipples are unique so you need to work with her to find out what she likes. She may be too shy or self-conscious to come right out and tell you. However, I think there are few approaches that are common to most women. For example, most girls like to start slow and explore. They'll usually give you clues, like Bonnie did when she moaned as you sucked her tit."

I reached over and lifted Pam's top revealing her luscious breasts. Jake's intake of breath was audible, as his mother's ample bosom was exposed. Her dark areoles against her fair skin was indeed breathtaking. Pam uttered the softest, almost inaudible grunt. Knowing Pam, the situation had her sexually excited to an urgent degree.

"As you can see, hardened nipples are a sign of a lady's arousal, but be careful. They can also harden in the cold. Never, ever confuse the two!" I told him.

I lightly brushed the flat of my thumb across Pam's left nipple. She immediately closed her eyes sighing and leaning her head back slightly. I took the nipple between my thumb and fore finger gently pinching while slightly twisting. This brought a very soft moan from Pam.

"Do you see?" I asked Jake, who nodded. "Give it a try," I instructed.

His eyes widened, but we'd been over this and since his mom had been teasing him all evening he went for it. He tentatively pulled on Pam's long, hard right nipple. The moment her son touched her flesh, Pam moaned much louder and grabbed each of our thighs.

"It's supposed to be possible to give a woman an orgasm just by playing with her nipples. I've never been able to, but there you have it," I add for no reason as we both kept working Pam's nipples.

Pam opened her lust filled eyes turning to me. I think she was begging me to hurry up so she could ravage our son.

"I'm going to assume you know enough about kissing. Mouth, neck and so forth," I said to an absent nod from Jake as he was completely absorbed with his mom's chest. "Here, take this one too," I offered pulling my hand away.

Jake shifted so he could bring both hands into play. Once in place he started to work both nipples. Pam's hands came up to gently pet the backs of Jake's hands while he played with her big tits.

"Since you have both you can now synchronize them, or mix it up and go random with each one. Again, look to your partner to find out what she likes."

Jake worked his mom's nipples for a few moments, when I added, "I would imagine most girls would like to be kissed while you play with their tits."

This broke Jake from his reverie of mommy-breasts. He leaned in to Pam and their lips met. For the next couple of minutes, I just sat back and watched. They started slow, but quickly they pressed into one and other, then the tongues pushed through. When Pam involuntarily spread her legs, and went to reach for Jake's cock, I interrupted them. It was kind of cruel, but I was enjoying this.

"Ok, that's enough for now." Much to his credit and control, Jake broke off the kiss. Pam shot daggers from her eyes at me. I just smiled while that crazy, evil laugh all villains have played in my head, mwahahaha!

"You can probably tell that this is a very important step. I'm not just talking about nipples; it's the foreplay. While women really, really like foreplay, they also need it," I stressed. "When guys get a hard-on, we're ready to go. Women are different. They need more stimulation for them to fully commit, most of the time. Remember that everything I tell or show you is based on the 'most of the time' principle. Sometimes a girl will just want to get straight to fucking, but I still believe that is because she was stimulated in some other way you might not be aware of, but you always have to keep an eye out for exceptions. Does that make sense?" I paused.

"Yes," Jake said, and again I was so proud. He was actually looking at me, not staring at his mom's tits.

"Now, let's take a look at the fruits of your labor," I said. "Take Mom's shorts off, Jake."

Pam smirked while I could almost see Jake's heart beat out from his chest. Jake knelt in front of Pam and slipped his fingers under the elastic of her pajama shorts. Pam raised her bottom letting her son strip her. Once her shorts were down, Jake simply feasted his eyes on his mother's glistening pussy.

I reached over and spread Pam's fleshy lips so Jake could see the moisture oozing from her cunt.

"You can see your mom is wet. That is another reason why foreplay is so important," I instructed. "In this case, she is really wet since you guys have been teasing each other all night, but usually you will want to stimulate a girl some more. Do you know where the clitoris is?"

"Yeah, it's there at the top, right?"

"Yes. Feel it," I told him. He reached out with his fore finger touching it lightly causing Pam to gasp. "Use your thumb now, and rub it back and forth," I added.

Jake did as instruct for some minutes. I was going to have to end this charade soon. As much as I was enjoying it, Pam was starting to ach for release.

"Ok, good. Now, lean in and lick it."

Jake did so causing the flames in Pam's eyes to spike before she closed them letting her head to fall back. "You can nibble it. I like to trap it between my lips and chew on it a bit. You can even suck it like a tiny little cock. You know how to do that, right?"

Jake smiled around his mom's clit at my little joke.

"Alright!" I declared. "I'm pretty sure your instincts can carry you forward, and your mother will be a much better guide from here on out."

I caressed Pam's shoulder with a little squeeze then retreated to the love seat where my daughter had already soaked through her almost-there panties. She had slid the thin piece of material aside exposing her dripping pussy to casually play with herself while her left hand was working her nipple.

In the few short moments it took me to walk to the loveseat and turn to sit next to Katie, Pam had Jake's swollen cock out and was feverishly jacking him while locked in a deep soul kiss. She broke the kiss having Jake stand to rid him of his shorts and conveniently placing his dick at mouth level. Pam inhaled his pre-cum leaking meat. Even though I had emptied his balls earlier, his own mom sucking his cock proved too much for Jake after a just a few minutes.

"Fuck! Mom, I'm going to cum! Oh shit! I'm gonna fill your mouth, Mom! Take my cum!" he warned holding her head in his hands as he increased his face-fucking.

Pam increased her sucking speed adding a jacking hand corkscrewing around the base of Jake's thumping cock. Katie let out a grunt as we watched Jake unload in her mom's mouth. Pam took the entire load with losing a drop. It was exceptionally arousing watching her slim, sensual throat convulsing as it received Jake's thick, hot sperm. Once Jake's ejaculation had faded, Pam kept sucking. I was starting to think she wasn't ever going to every let him go as Jake started to spasm from sensitivity. Finally, Pam reluctantly pulled her son's shiny cock from her mouth with a single lascivious cum strand stretching from Jake's piss-slit to Pam's lower lip.

Pam looked lecherously up at her son still masturbating his reviving prick saying, "Did you like that, baby. Did you like Mommy sucking your big cock and swallowing your hot cum?"

While Jake nodded saying "Yes!", a response wasn't really needed. I mean, come on! What eighteen-year-old boy would say anything negative about his mom blowing him? Jake started to apologize for cumming so quickly. Pam hushed him.

"It makes a girl feel confident and proud that she can make her man so excited that he shoots all his thick sperm down her throat," Pam explained giving Jake's cockhead a quick suck causing him to buck.

With very little difficulty and time, Pam coaxed Jake's young erection back, pulsing and straining in her mouth and hands. Then, Pam simply pulled Jake to his knees, gave him a lingering kiss sharing her spunk covered tongue with him. She scooted up so her cunt was on the edge of the couch while pulling his extended dick toward her splayed legs and had his dick lined up to her fuck-hole. Pam then pulled Jake into her.

Pam came quickly given all the stimulation she had. I think Jake took a lot of confidence from making his mom cum, because they fucked for a while. After a bit, Pam flipped over to let Jake take her doggy. In this position, her head was cheek-down on the couch cushion turned towards Katie and I as she took thrust after thrust from Jake's raging fuck-meat. Pam moved her eyes from me to Katie and some secret girl-vibe happened because Katie raised up to stand ass-first in front of me. She jutted her rounded butt back at me to sample her dripping cunt, which I did. After a bit, I also jammed my tongue into her asshole. She loved that the night before so I really gave her pink, puckered hole some attention.

Katie apparently decided she'd had enough oral ministrations since she abruptly sat on my cock. It felt amazing, but I felt her tense up with less than a quarter of my cock up her cunt. Poor thing, I thought. She was sore. I gently lifted her off and turned her around. I lowered her down so my hard shaft was outside sliding up and down on her slit, and she could grind her clit against my hardness. She gave me a thankful smile, buried her head in my neck and began grinding me in the much more comfortable arrangement. I saw Pam looking over at me with such a loving look and she mouthed "I love you." as her ass-cheeks rippled with Jake slamming into her.

Eventually, Jake's orgasm built. "Your cunt is so fucking hot mom! You're gonna milk the cum from my cock!"

"Do it, baby. Fill mommy's wet pussy with your cum. Fill me up! I want to feel you shoot your spunk into my fucking cunt!" Pam urged.

That was more than enough for Jake as he stabbed his raw cock-meat as far as he could into Pam's sucking fuck-hole spitting out his sperm into his mother's pussy, splashing and coating her slick walls.

Katie had been slowly grinding against my cock. I'd felt what I thought were a couple small orgasms, but she climbed off to watch Jake fill his mother with his sperm. It was one heck of a family night!

Jake collapsed on Pam's back gently massaging her tits. His dick shrunk and slithered out of Pam's gapping pussy. He turned and sat back on the couch. Pam pushed up, turning to give him a lover's post-coital kiss. This gave Katie and I a view of Pam's distended, sperm leaking cunt.

"That was hot," Katie murmured next to me.

I put my arm around her and pulled her close. She snuggled into my neck then kissed my cheek on her way down to suck my cock. She was much slower and more deliberate than last night. I was petting her hair when I noticed Pam standing in front of us surveying the action.

"How was it?" I asked.

"You tell me," she said enigmatically climbing up the loveseat over Katie to straddle my face and feed me my son's seed from her freshly fucked cunt. I slurped up as much as I could. I think the sheer depravity of it all got to Pam causing her to cum incredibly hard on my face almost falling had I not grabbed her ass holding her to my face.

"Goddamn, Mom! Did you just cream on Dad's face?" Asked Katie still playing with my appreciative cock. Pam could only nod. "You are so hot! You take your son's cock for like half an hour then come over and cum on your husband's face. You're like my slut hero, Mom."

"Thanks, honey," Pam croaked. "Now, let go of your father's dick and go sit on the couch. I want to sooth your tender cunt. Daddy can't help it, but he probably fucked you raw this afternoon."

"He sure did. When I tried to put him in tonight, it hurt too much."

"I know, sweets. Believe me, I know. I'll make you feel better," Pam promised.

"Wait," Jake said. "Dad fucked Katie this afternoon? I thought she was a virgin."

"Not anymore little brother. Just like you, I'm a full-fledged family fucker," Katie explained as she sat on the couch next to her brother and spread her legs for her mom. "In fact, we are both literally motherfuckers."

Katie might have been very proud of her pun but at that moment she shut up, closed her eyes and let her head fall back as her mother's gentle lips and tongue soothed her battered pussy.

Jake's eyes were saucers as he witnessed his mother, who he just fucked, eagerly eat his sister's swollen, red cunt. I could see his dick twitch and wondered how far youth could go tonight. So far, he'd cum three times today. When I thought back to my youth, I was usually good for four or five. So, it wasn't impossible, but recovery time was important and he had just cum less than a half an hour ago.Pam was taking her time with very gentle licks and kisses around Katie's puffy cunt lips, so I said, "Jake, come help me get some snacks and drinks."

"Sure, Dad," he said reluctantly tearing his gaze away from the hot mom-daughter action.

Katie was quietly cooing, and if I was any judge she was building to one of her undulation, long, steady orgasms versus the maniacal bucking kind.

Jake and I took long drinks of water, then walked to the kitchen with my cock still mostly hard jutting out from me, whereas Jake's was swaying in a nice meaty way. Now, that all the secrets were out and a lot of taboos broken, I thought I might be nice to have a glass of wine, beer or a cocktail. I hadn't wanted to before, because blaming alcohol for anything is a trap.

Jake and I gathered together some cheese and crackers, a bottle of wine, a bottle of vodka and some sodas. As a family, we were not big drinkers and the kids rarely partook. In my house eighteen was legal age. If you could vote and serve in the armed services, you could have a drink as it had been in my day. But, given sports and other health concerns the kids were not part of the party crowd.

Once we had everything arranged and were ready to bring it out to our moaning girls, I had to ask Jake: "Can I ask a favor? A kind of kinky favor."

"Sure thing, Dad. You can ask me anything. The past few days you've been the most unbelievable Dad in the world!" he gushed.

"Well, I think it would be really sexy to suck your mom's juices off your cock. Do you mind?"

"Mind? Dad, don't tell mom or Bonnie, but you're the best cocksucker ever! So, suck away," he said grabbing his still glistening cock and offering it to me.

I sank to my knees and without using my hands I fished his spongy, pussy-fragrant cock into my mouth cleaning him of the incestuous cocktail of my son's and wife's cum. As I expected it was delicious and addicting. This would not be last time this happened, of that I would make certain. Jake started to harden. I pull off his cock.

"Sorry, Son. I didn't mean to get you going again. You might be tired," I said giving his strong cock a tug and standing up.

"Dad, please never apologize for sucking my cock!" he laughed.

We picked up the refreshments and rejoined the ladies.

In the family room, not much had changed. Katie was now holding her legs up by her knees giving Pam full vaginal access. Pam was still lapping away with Jake's cum smeared all down her thighs. I slowly poured myself a vodka with soda. I took a single sip, sank to my knees and impaled my wife's cummy cunt with all eight, fat inches I had. It was as if she was expecting it for without any surprise she simply grunted into her daughter's spit drenched pussy. Katie moaned much louder and sounded closer to climax. Jake's semen was kept hot by my wife's amazing cunt. I started to saw away at her feeling my son's sperm spread all over my cock. I had the thought that with all this lube I could smear it up to Pam's asshole, but remembered that she was probably sore from last night, and I thought that anal sex might be a little advanced for our first night together as a family. And, then, I was taught how wrong I was.

Jake was sitting next to his sister stroking his once again hard cock as he watched me fuck his mother when he said, "Dad?"

"Yeah, sport?" I answered somewhat huskily.

"Can I ask you a favor? A kind of kinky favor," he smiled.

I grinned back with my hands on my wife's hips still fucking her from behind as she slurped up and down Katie's drooling slit.

"Sure," I said.

"Since you took Katie's virginity today, can you take mine too?"

"You just lost your virginity to your mom," I said, not really paying attention.

Katie screamed and came on Pam's face which is the only reason Pam's gasp was muffled. My sex addled brain started to put pieces together and I slowed my pumping cock. Katie was still coming, clutching her breasts and moaning. Pam was helping Katie ride out her orgasm but was trying to turn her head toward Jake while keeping her mouth clamped on her daughter's cumming cunt.

Once she regained full awareness Katie said, "Thanks, Jake. You saying that made me cum really hard."

I still had my cock lodged in Pam who now was free to search Jake's face.

"I mean my getting fucked virginity, Dad," Jake finally clarified.

"That is so fucking hot," Katie added spreading her pussy lips wide and trying to rub her frothy cunt on her mother's face; a face that wore a wistful grin.

I pulled out of Pam. Jake followed my move staring at my slick cock. I followed his gaze saying, "I'm not really an anal starter cock, son." I said indicating my length, but more importantly my girth.

"I can take it, Dad. I know I can. I know I want to," He said earnestly. "Please, fuck me in the ass, Dad." I saw the need in his eyes.

"I never knew you guys were bi," Katie remarked.

"We're not," Jake and I said in unison.

Jake continued, "I've never been attracted to a guy. Just Dad. I can't explain it."

"I can. It's the Magic Cock," Pam stated.

I harrumphed.

Pam crawled up on the couch and cuddled with Katie.

"It's real even if you won't admit it, Pete. I mean, it's not actually magic but your sexuality just oozes from you. It effects people."

"What are you talking about, Mom," Katie asked.

"I'll explain later, sweetie. Your dad and brother are having a moment."

"Jake, it will hurt," I said. "I know. I've done it. And, I did it with a smaller cock than mine."

"I don't care. I want your cock, Dad. I want all of it. Please?" Jake begged. I might have been able to hold strong if he hadn't invoked the need principle: my son needed something, I could give it to him: end of equation.

"Ok, but we go slow and if gets to be too much we stop. Deal?"

Jake beamed, "Absolutely! What do I do?" He sounded like it was Christmas morning.

I smiled, "Sit back and scooch up on the cushion. Most importantly though, relax. Just relax. We can stop at any time, so there's no reason to tense up." I turned to Pam. "Can you cradle him like you did Katie last night? Massage him, sooth him?"

"Oh my God, yes!" Pam exclaimed and scooted into place.

I spent the next ten minutes lubing my son's asshole. I'm not a big fan of artificial lube. Humans typically produce all the lubrication needed. I took a couple more drinks to make sure I could generate the spit, and just ate my son's asshole until it was dripping while fingering his tight hole with one, then two and finally three fingers loosening him up as best I could.

"How does that feel, Jake?" I asked with three fingers in him squirming around his rectum. He had winced a couple of times, but otherwise was just breathing heavy as Pam rubbed his shoulders or caressed his chest and nipples.

"It's weird feeling, but I like it because you're doing it to me, Dad. That's the best way I can explain it," he spoke with the unmistakable tone of lust in his voice. "But," he smiled, "I'm getting bored and want your fat cock to rip me open!"

"Fuck, you are so sexy!" Pam declared kissing down Jake's neck.

"Katie, honey, come get my cock nice and wet, please." I asked.

Katie beamed being able to be a part of the action and jumped off the couch to slobbered on my cock.

I was now slick with spit, rock hard with a wet, virgin asshole inches from my dick. I started to push in. It took about ten minutes to get about three-quarters of my fat cock into my son. Getting the head past his sphincter ring was probably the hardest part. He was breathing very hard and was very tense; grimacing as he began to sweat. Once my cock-head popped through his squeezing ring, things went smoother. Inch by inch, I pushed in and stopped, allowing his sphincter and rectal walls time to stretch and accept my fat cock-meat. Jake's was covered in a sheen of perspiration while he moaned. His hands were on my thighs to govern my progress and he was quick to push back when needed.

Pam kept up a running narrative to sooth and excite, like: "That's it, honey, take Daddy's cock. You're doing great. Your virgin ass is sucking in Daddy's fat prick! You're a natural at this, Jake! You're going to be a slut for Daddy just like Katie and I!" She really was filthy.

Katie was kneeling next to me watching while lightly stroking my back. Three-quarters of my fat meat I felt was enough and after a rest allowing his bowels to adjust, I started to pull back out.

"Spit on my cock, Katie," I ordered her.

She leaned in and spat on my rigid prick as it slid out of her brother's clinging asshole. When the ridge of my cock-head tugged against his sphincter ring I pushed back in slowly. Pam was right, Jake was a natural. He let out a long moan and his deflated dick started to stiffen.

"Fuck me, Daddy!" he whispered.

About five minutes later, I was fucking Jake at a nice, reasonable rate. Katie was helping to hold Jake's left leg up while Pam hooked the right. I was mad with desire watching my cock sliding in and out of his unimaginably tight asshole. Jake's hard prick was bouncing off his abdomen with each increasing forceful thrust of my fucking daddy-meat.

"Katie, suck your brother's cock!" I directed breathlessly.

"Ok, Daddy," she said meekly bending over to slip her mouth over Jake's dick as my thrust into his guts pushed his dick into her waiting mouth. We fucked like that for what seemed like forever because it was so erotic, but really only lasted about few minutes before it became too much for both of us.

"Fuck me, Dad! Shove your cock in my ass! I want to cum with your cock buried in my ass!"

"You're too tight, Jake. Your virgin asshole is going make me fill you up!"

"Shoot your cum in my slutty ass, Dad! Fill me up with you daddy-sperm! Ahhhh, fuck. Ughhhnnn. Cumming....ooohhh"

Katie's eye widened and she started to swallow Jake's load. It was too much for me, I pulled my cock out of my son's gapping asshole and shot a giant load of hot, thick cum all over my daughter's face and my son's cock and balls. I lost count of how many jets of dense semen coated Katie with as her mouth filled with her brother's semen. Pam was speechless.

To her credit, Katie kept her brother's twitching cock in her mouth the entire length of his orgasm and kept her eyes twinkling up at me as I rained down sperm all over her even smothering her left eye. It was the dirtiest, most lascivious thing I have witnessed. I just kept cumming. I know that Jake can come a lot too, but this was his fourth ejaculation of the day, so it couldn't have been that much. Could it?

I finally sat back on my haunches, exhausted and spent. Katie let her brother's withered dick fall from her cum covered mouth.

"I am drowning in cum, you guys," she said laughing turning to her mom. "I took two big loads from two big cocks, Mom!" Katie sounded so proud of her slutty self.

Pam was down on her in a heartbeat licking and slurping up the mixed dad and son jizz. Katie just giggled as Pam ate up as much cum as she could reach then started to tongue-kiss her daughter looking for more.

I looked up to Jake and found him dreamily smiling at me. "Thanks, Dad. That was...that was amazing. Next time I will be able to take all of you and feel your balls bouncing on my butt-cheeks," he said matter-of-fact.

In the space of three days my children had become the most lecherous, libidinous and lustful creatures! I sat there with a dribbling, slowly fading cock watching my wife and daughter playfully fighting over pools of still warm semen and my teenaged son whose asshole was still stretched open slowly stroking his spent cock.

I thought, I was either the luckiest man in the world, or the most damned. Probably both.

I took another drink of my cocktail and went to sit on the couch with the rest of my incestuous family. We all naturally flowed into a chain of cuddling that went left to right: Jake, Pam, Katie, me. I was slipping into sleep when I heard Katie ask, "What is all this about a magic cock?"

Pam laughed. "Well, it's kind of a joke, or legend, depending on how you think about it. But, it's a story I will tell you later, because right now it is time for showers and bed."I woke up the next morning contemplative. The house was quiet. It was Monday, so I was the only one that had to get up since everyone else was on summer vacation. The steady rise and fall of Pam's breathing was soothing so I laid awhile watching dust motes dance in the small sun rays that seeped through the shutters. I didn't know what to feel. Was I ashamed, was I worried about what the change in the family would mean for our future or was I just confused. I guess I was expecting to feel something different now that my arousal was so thoroughly satisfied. With last night's family double date ending with Jake, my handsome eighteen-year-old son, fucking his mother while Katie, my stunning twenty-year-old daughter teased my happy cock and escalating family sex-romp that built up from there, I thought I would feel different. It was weird: I felt normal. I had a wonderful wife, two great kids and we were safe, happy and healthy. I felt the same way I did yesterday, and all the days before.

Suddenly, the intense image of pulling my straining cock from Jake's abused asshole and splattering Katie's beautiful face with a huge coating of my thick semen while she gulped down her brother's cum as his twitching cock shot off in her mouth blossomed into my mind. I smiled. I had a wonderful wife, two great kids, we were safe, happy and healthy and now we've entered a new dimension of familial love. A wave of warmth spread through me as the arousal started to return.

I slipped out of bed trying not to disturb Pam. I showered, dressed, tip-toed out to the garage and left for work while my home and family lay sleeping peacefully. All morning I was a whirling dervish of productivity buzzing with energy, but come lunch time I became distracted. Images like the one in bed this morning kept popping into my head; scenes from the lecherous weekend and scenes that were pure fantasy. I had to close the door to my office so as not expose my almost continuous lazy hard-on; the kind of hard-on that is not a full-fledged engorged dick of fury, but a full, mostly erect cock of lasciviousness. My employees didn't deserve that on a Monday! I'd be sexually harassing all them from twenty feet away.

I decided to leave early, primarily because I wasn't being very productive and I worried I might knock someone over with my unruly prick, but really because I wanted to go home. I needed to talk to Pam and explore this new world we'd led ourselves into the last couple of days.

As I walked into the kitchen from the garage I was unconsciously as quiet as I could be. I walked into the family room. Pam on her hands and knees taking Jake's slim, hard cock in her tight, stretching asshole as she sucked on Katie's dripping wet cunt was nowhere to be seen. I shook my head slightly. Was I really expecting that my family would just become non-stop fucking rabbits. Did I really think coming home early I was going to catch my family acting out depraved, clandestine, incestuous sex? I don't know what I was thinking when Pam walked into the family room with a laundry basket on her hip headed for the laundry room. It was so mundanely domestic I cocked my head to the side a little confused. What had I been expecting.

"Hi honey, you're home early," Pam said kissing me on the cheek while continuing on to laundry room. "Let me get this load started and I'll be right back."

I walked back to my office to put my work stuff down. I glanced out back to where Katie was sunbathing and flipping through a magazine. She was completely naked which was new but seemed perfectly normal.

I muttered, "Huh."

I felt like I was in a mild daze as my life and family evolved before me in the strangest way possible. It was very existential until Katie starting applying sunblock to her mouth-watering tits. After that, I was brought very much into reality as my cock jerked and started to harden.

"She is so beautiful, isn't she?" Pam said from behind me, startling me a bit.

I thought for a moment before wrapping my arm around her and responding, "That she is, sweetheart. What would you expect? Have you seen her mother?" I whistled in appreciation.

"You are one smooth talker, mister," Pam chided. "How was work?"

I moved to Pam placing my hands on her hips as she hooked her arms around my neck in the classic boy-prepares-to-kiss-girl embrace. "Morning was good, but I couldn't concentrate after lunch. I couldn't stop thinking about us."

"Us?" Pam asked.

"All of us, now that boundaries have been crossed."

"Ah," is all Pam said as she moved closer until out bodies were touching.

"Is that it? 'Ah.' I've been having all these soul-searching self-reflections, and you sum it up with 'Ah.' I should have come to you earlier to take advantage of your sage wisdom," I said jokingly.

"Uh-huh," She said unable to stop the smile.

"How was your day?" I asked.

"Very normal," She said still smiling.

"I think I was expecting you to be fucking the kids when I came home," I said honestly.

"You really don't get how this works, do you?" She said still smiling but with a seriousness in her sparkling eyes. "You are the catalyst."

Then she kissed me. One of the really good ones where she tries to caress my soul with her tongue. She took me by the hand leading me to our bedroom so I could change. Pam sat on the bed and described her day while I peeled off my office attire and changed into loose shorts and a tee-shirt.

"I woke up, got dressed and made some breakfast. The kids slept in, poor things, they were exhausted. Jake got up around ten, threw on some clothes, said he was going to play basketball up at school. I barely got a peck on the cheek as he ran out the door with a piece of toast dangling from his mouth. Katie was up half an hour later and slumped down at the kitchen table begging for coffee. I poured her some and she said, 'Thanks, Mom. You're a lifesaver.' She slunk back upstairs until around noon when we had lunch together. Jack breezed back in around then, inhaled a sandwich, quickly changed and said we was meeting Bonnie at the mall. Katie put on her bikini and went outside to layout. I don't know when she took it off. I did chores."

By this time, I was sitting on the bed with Pam marveling at the banality of her description of the day.

"We are the same people we were before yesterday, Pete. We aren't going to become different people just because we had sex. Mind-blowing sex, I'll grant you, but we are still the same McPhersons. Except maybe Katie; she's got it bad for you. I'll keep an eye on her."

"Sure," I said somewhat detached. "Makes sense."

"I think it'll be alright; it's just a crush, and she's a smart cookie. She'll work through it."

There was a pause as I sat there processing it all.

Another "Huh," came from me unbidden.

I shrugged my shoulders, shook my head to clear it feeling cobwebs clearing from my tangled synapses.

"Thanks, Pam," I said with deep sincerity.

"You're welcome, my love," Pam sat next to me and tenderly ran a hand through my sandy hair. "Everyone is different, Pete. We grow, evolve. I think our family was always destined to be this close. Given our background, it may even be genetic," she chuckled. "But, the way we got here was different, gentler and more natural than how we did it with our parents. Hell, the day after you first fucked your mom, you were having sex with your aunt and uncle too. And, you remember how it was at my house! Holy shit, that was messed up. Delicious, but messed up. You basically became my parent's dom that day! But, we've grown and evolved. This journey was smoother, and I truly believe, less about sex and more about intimacy and love. So, don't expect Jake and Katie to behave the way our families did all those years ago. We're different now," she finished patting my thigh.

"Thanks again. I think I understand. I don't feel so discombobulated."

"Since you're home early, let's put on our suits and enjoy the afternoon by the pool."

"Suits?" I asked raising my eyebrows.

We spent the remainder of the day out by the pool. Other than Katie's nipples hardening when I came out, we had a perfectly normal, if somewhat naked, family afternoon. We laughed, splashed and enjoyed the summer heat.

The rest of the week flew by for me. Having essentially lost half of Monday, I was packed with work. Family life went on with some noticeable changes. Every now and then, Katie would corner me demanding a kiss; a kiss that would leave me breathless as she would grind into my everything. While we didn't become a nudist colony, the unspoken McPherson dress-code seemed to relax considerably. Bra and panties were now acceptable if moving from place to place while getting dressed. Boxers shorts also became rather common. Topless became acceptable between room and shower or anytime out by the pool in the sun.

It all seemed to progress naturally. Except, I was worried about Katie and Jake. How would this new normal affect them. Jake was an eighteen-year-old bag of hormones and his sister was a sex goddess. I asked Pam what she thought about the brother-sister dynamic, given she was the one that told me not to worry on Sunday night when I had my misgivings about putting them into the sexually charge situation we had.

"Pete, whether or not you believe in the Magic Cock, it is still a reality. Katie and Jake have always had a great sibling relationship. They are friends, and don't really harbor any sexual attraction for each other. They are attracted to you! And, that cock. The only reason Katie sucked Jake off was because you asked her to do it. If Jake had asked, which wouldn't have occurred to him, she probably would have punched him in the arm sauing, 'Eww, No! You pervert!' and they both would have laughed. That said, now the door is open, I would imagine a-friends-with-benefits type of relationship will probably develop."

On Friday night, we were all gathered by the pool. I grilled some steaks and jumbo gulf shrimp. Along with a salad and couple bottles of wine, both white and red, we had a wonderful meal as the sun set and the days heat started to dissipate leaving a comfortable balmy warmth. After dinner, the kids jumped back in the pool while Pam and I cleared up dinner and grabbed another bottle of wine.

Pam laid back in chaise lounge as I poured her some more wine. I took my glass and settled back into a chair within hand-holding distance, and we watched our kids play in the pool. They were laughing and screeching like kids as Katie tried to get on Jake's shoulder to dive off. These attempts, more often than not, ended up in screams, falling and splashing.

They finally tired of their play and came to sit with us. Katie wrapped a large towel around herself and snuggled in with her mom while stealing a drink of wine from Pam's glass. Jake sat in the chair next to me sans towel letting the warm breeze dry him.

This was the setting when Katie asked again, "So, come on, what is this magic cock thing all about?"

Pam's body shook in a spasm of laughter.

"Do you want to tell the story, or shall I?" I asked Pam.

"By all means, carry on," she instructed grabbing her wine and taking a long pull.

"Ok, where to begin. Jake, you know about Homecoming. But Katie... Oh, hell. I'm going to have to give both of you the full back-story. So, Katie, when your mom and I were eighteen in our senior year of high school, we went to Homecoming. I went to pick her up when..."

I told the whole story again. When I was done, Katie's mouth was hanging open while Jake was again stroking his hard-on through his trunks in an almost identical performance from a week ago.

"You're kidding," was all Katie could manage.

"Actually, sort of because that is not how I really lost my virginity."

"What?" Jake asked. "But, you..."

"I know. I think you will understand. See, how I really lost my virginity was a few months before Homecoming on my eighteenth birthday..."

I followed with the real virgin story.

By the end of that story, Jake had thrown caution to the wind and had his cock out lazily stroking it. Katie's bikini bottoms were off as she also rubbed her engorged clit slowly at the same time Pam was playing with daughter's right nipple. She had already cum loudly at the part where my semen had covered Aunt Debbie's face clogging up her eye.

"Alright, now we are all up to speed. It's the week after your mom and I first had sex in the loft room..."

Since Sunday, Pam and I were inseparable. We couldn't keep our hands off each other. It wasn't enough that we were totally in love exploring each other's bodies with lustful abandon, but we were also fucking our mothers on the side! The late-night updates where excruciating until we could steal away and satisfy each other's palpable sexual need.

Since my mom worked until five o'clock, my house was a safe haven giving us a couple hours of an empty house after school. Even though Mom knew Pam and I were having sex, we didn't try to take advantage of the situation and tried to be respectful. After school on Friday, Pam was on top of me, impaled on my cock slowly grinding making vulgar squishing sounds as she had a cunt full of my cum. Well, somewhat full. A lot had leaked around my dick down onto my abdomen and balls smearing my slick semen into a sheen on my skin. Pam was building to another orgasm when we heard the door open and my mom call out, "Pete, I'm home honey!"

Pam's eyes became as big as saucers as she froze still stuffed full of cock-meat.

"Shit," I said easing Pam off me and throwing on a pair of shorts. I ran down stairs to greet Mom.

"Hey, Mom."

Of course, Mom knew immediately. I was flushed still sporting a mostly hard cock and reeked of pussy and semen. She smiled with a twinkle in her eye as she took my face in her hands, looked me dead in the eye and kissed me down to my toes. She pulled back saying, "Sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt. I just got off work early."

"Please, don't apologize Mom," I implored. "This is your house. We're trying to be discreet, it just..."

"You can't get enough of each other?" Mom smiled.

I nodded.

"Please, go tell Pam not to worry. She's probably a nervous wreck all alone up there," my mom urged me. I turned to go, when Mom added, "She tastes lovely," while licking her lips.

My mother, the slutty-coquette. I ran backup stairs into my room where I found Pam in her bra and panties while hopping around in a panic trying to get her jeans on.

"Whoa, Pam, calm down! Everything is fine."

"What do you mean, fine? Your mom's is home, and I am fucking her son. She must think I'm the biggest slut."

I caught Pam up in a pinning hug. "Shhhh," I tried to sooth her. "Honestly, it's ok. She told me to get back up here because you were probably nervous. She's totally ok with it. You know she knows about us, so there's no reason to panic."

Pam relaxed a little in my arms.

"I know," she said. "It still embarrassing to have your boyfriend's mom almost catch you in the act. It's one thing that she knows we have sex; it's another to be in the same house when we are actually doing it."

"Kind of exciting too," I added giving her ass a squeeze.

"Peter McPherson! You are incorrigible. And perverted!"

"Come on Pam, you know my mom and I fuck. What's the big deal."

"It's a girl thing," she dismissed me with a wave.

"A girl thing. Ah. That cleared it up. I don't know, when you tell me about your mom it always turns me on."

"Everything turns you on, Pete."

"True," I agreed, then thought that maybe joking time should be over. "What do you want to do?" I asked releasing her.

"I don't know. Should we go downstairs?" she asked turning a bright red. I was proud of her bravery.

"If you want, or we could just hand out and listing to music. I did want to talk to you about tonight." I walked over and flipped my stereo on adjusting the volume so we could speak.

"What about?" she asked crawling back on the bed sitting up against the headboard.

"I have to tell your dad that we are having sex," I said.

"What!?! Why the hell would you do that?" she asked shocked.

"Pam, you know what your dad and I did, right. I can't go on letting your dad suck my cock because he thinks doing it keeps me off of you. It would be dishonest and mean. Your dad's really cool, I think it will be fine. He gets being eighteen and horny."

"Wow," Pam said with a far-away look in her eyes. "We're pretty fucked up, aren't we?"

I thought about that, shook my head and said, "No. We're different. I don't feel fucked up. I feel like I love you with all my heart. I love my mom, and what her to be happy again. I feel like your dad was a real stand-up guy when talking to me, and just because one thing led to another, is no reason to think we're fucked up. No one is getting hurt. Well, your dad might be disappointed. I swear to God, Pam, he loves my dick."

Pam laughed. "I think we all do. Ok, I understand. I think I need to be there when you tell him."

"That could be awkward."

"I know," she replied and smiled. "I still think I should. I don't like secrets. I need to get everything out in the open. My dad sucking you; my mom sucking me. All of it."

Pam started to squirm. "My panties are full of your cum and I'm getting turned on again."

"Your dad and I sucking each other really turns you on, doesn't it?" I inquired.

"Yes," she said undoing her jeans and stripping them off. "Just as much as my mom and I sucking each other's cunts turns you on."

The panties came off next.

"You got me there!" I agreed. "I don't think you could turn me on more than you already do," I added sincerely.

"Oh, yeah? Watch this," she said while unfastening her bra. "No more secrets! Stay here."

Her blush was almost full bodied as she jumped off the bed and walked past me out the door completely naked. My heart skipped a beat. Even if she hadn't ordered me to stay, I couldn't have followed her; I was frozen. What was she up to. I heard murmuring and what sounded like nervous laughter. Time sort of did a jump on me, it seemed like forever while simultaneously only moments before the love of my life came back into my room leading my mother by the hand. Pam tip-toed up kissing me briefly on the lips before allowing my mother to do the same. They both walked that male-devastating, hip-swaying walk women have at their disposal toward my bed. Pam, still blushing from head to navel, laid back on the bed opening her legs for my mother who dove right in to eat my girlfriends glistening, well-fucked pussy. Mom lapped a couple of times then came up laughing.

"You didn't tell me you had Pete's load in you! I thought you guys didn't get to finish?" Mom squealed.

"We were on our second round, Mrs. M," Pam said as sexily as a woman can say anything. "A lot dripped out as I was riding your son's big, fat cock when you came home, but whatever's left is all yours."

With a wiggle of her hips, Pam invited my mother back to her cunt. Mom didn't hesitate lowering her mouth onto Pam's leaking pussy, sucking and licking all over. Pam's eyes closed as she leaned back while taking my mom's head in her hands and ground her drooling slit into Mom's mouth. Pam's blush receded being replace by an arousal induced flush. I'd never seen anything like it.

"Oh, fuck Mrs. M, shit. How do you know how to eat pussy so good?" Pam moaned grinding her wet, puffy cunt into my mom's mouth.

I stood there with a fully blood-engorged cock watching my mother eat my girlfriend. It was that moment that I shed myself of the notion that nothing could shock me. There was always something else out there that could shock me. I watched as Mom started shedding her clothes without losing contact with Pam's dripping snatch. She had her shirt and bra off with relative ease but was having trouble with her skirt. She was able to unzip it, but it was clinging to her voluptuous hips. I shambled over having found my leg muscles working again to grasp my mother's skirt and lower it off of her. I then hooked my fingers into the tops of her pantyhose to peel those off her as well.

Mom sighed while crawling onto the bed with unrestricted access to Pam's messy cunt. My mother's ass was waving in the air with her pussy showing clear, moist signs of arousal. I did what any good son would do. I shoved all eight inches of my fat cock up her with a single, brutal thrust and began to fuck the holy living shit out my slut mom who was eating the pussy of my slut girlfriend. To be honest, I was the biggest slut which made taking my mother from behind with Pam watching me beyond nasty.

"Keep eating my cum dirty cunt, Mrs. M! You're getting me there! My cunt has got to cum, Mrs M! Eat it!"

Maybe we were fucked up, because I just kept hammering Mom from behind as Pam came in my mom's mouth while maintaining steady eye contact with me. I could literally see her spasms ripple down her body from her eyes, through her clutched tits, down to flood out of her convulsing cunt into Mom's frantically lapping mouth. Finally, Pam's orgasm ebbed and she closed her eyes settling back as my mother mewled wickedly in pure lust sucking at Pam's draining fuck-hole.

Once my rhythm in and out of Mom's foaming pussy reached a steady pounding and she had cleaned Pam's slit of any discernable traces of my sperm and Pam's girl-cum, my dear mother raised her head to give my girlfriend a deep, tongue-entangled kiss. The kiss was hard to hold as I jammed my fuck-meat unmercifully into Mom's sopping wet cunt, so Mom pulled back telling Pam breathlessly, "Your boyfriend is tearing up my poor pussy! He's making me cum, Pam! I'm going to cover your man's cock in my cunt cream! Fuck... Ughnnn!" and she came all over my dick.

My mom didn't come like Pam, I'd learned. Mom's orgasms where sharper and more abrupt. Her cunt would desperately contract around my wildly fucking shaft for a few moments, then her pussy walls would relax oozing slick mom-cum. She would repeat the cycle a couple of times creating a soggy, slippery mess that felt delicious and depraved, but not the violent spraying and squirting of pussy juice I experienced with Pam.

As for me, I was lost in a haze. The pleasure I was experiencing was almost painful, but I was nowhere near an orgasm. I had gone feral. I only wanted to keep fucking these women. My cock felt like steel; I could fuck forever.

"Oh God, Peter! You've got to... Please sweetie, you're going too hard, I'm... Oh, fuck! Fuck! I'm going to cum again! Motherfucker!" my mom wailed, oddly apt in the situation, as she flattened out and Pam slid under her holding her tight while Mom twitched and shook in another orgasm that had overtaken her while she was still sensitive from the last one.

Mom's cunt pulled off my angry cock with an audible wet suction pop leaving me kneeling with my distended pricked covered in dripping globs of my mother's cum streaked along its length.

I slowly blinked in an ignorant, savage way trying to figure out where I was going to stuff my cock next while I slowly regained evolved-man cognitive abilities. I took a deep breath surveying the touching seen in front of me as my mother and the woman I loved cuddled and soothed each other in their post coital bliss. Which was all well and good, very perceptive and sensitive of me, but for fuck's sake, I still needed somewhere to shove my aching dick! I swear to God, I was harder, longer and fatter than it had ever been. I sat back on my haunches alternating between enlightened, renaissance man thoughts and drooling, primitive man urges.

Finally, Pam and Mom took pity on me by untangling, laying me back and sucking my cock. They shared my cock-meat like a debauched afterschool snack all the while giggling as they would rub my distended glans against each other's lips. It felt good, but I really just wanted to cum by that point. So, the next time my mother took my dick in her mouth I fucked up hard into her throat. She took the hint by grabbing the base of my pulsing prick to feed it down her throat. I couldn't wait and I seized her head while thrusting up burying my entire distended shaft into her until her nose was buried in my pubic hair. Pam's eyes grew and grew as she watched the lump in my mother's throat start to expand and throb as I let go shooting sperm directly into Mom's stomach. It was an orgasm I would always remember. I was lost in the pleasure, but Mom swears I shot over half a dozen strong ropes of thick semen down her throat before she pulled back allowing me to empty another barrage of lesser spurts on her tongue. The smaller load she shared with Pam as they kissed over my cum-smeared, deflating cock.

Pam, Mom and I laid there on my bed regaining composure in my small bedroom that was aromatic of hot sperm and pussy juice, a heady scent to be sure. Eventually, Mom took Pam's face gently in her hands saying, "Thank you for this gift, Pamela. I understand its value, and how difficult it must have been for you to come to me. I will always treasure it."

She then gave Pam a very tender parting kiss and rolled off the bed. Pam put a hand to her lips and smiled.

"Don't think this is the last time Mrs. M. I didn't get a chance to eat your pussy, so you owe me," Pam said with not only a twinkle in her eye, but also in her voice.

Mom beamed at the words, turned to me and bluntly told me, "You've lucked out, Peter McPherson. You keep this lady happy, and never, ever let her go. Do you understand?"

"I do."

After cleaning up and looking like normal high school students instead of the deviant fuck-beasts we really were, I drove Pam home. As I dropped her off, I explained my plan, "When I come to pick you up tomorrow night, I'm going to talk to your dad, ok? Probably out in his office like last time."

She thought about it and nodded. "Ok, that should give me enough time," she replied cryptically and bounded off to the front door leaving me wondering what she had in mind.

I approached the Tarrant's front door with trepidation on a gray, early November Saturday evening that sporadically spat clammy rain drops. I took in a huge breath of air, exhaled it slowly and rang the bell. As I expected, Mr. Tarrant answered the door smiling.

"Come on in, Pete," He beckoned.

Ok, then. I followed Mr. Tarrant into the large family room that opened up into the kitchen as well. Pam was sitting on the couch watching television on the wrap-around sectional sofa. She was wearing baggy, grey sweat pants sporting our high school's name and mascot. Her top was a formless, worn flannel shirt. It was not the outfit I was expecting for our date.

Mrs. Tarrant was in the kitchen ostensibly washing up after dinner as she smiled across to me. Wasn't I here to take Pam out to dinner. Mrs. Tarrant was wearing an apron over what appeared to be a loose tunic and tight leggings. She was smiling a very mischievous smile.

"Hello, Peter. It is good to see you," she giggled.

Mrs. Tarrant spoke in a lower octave than normal, and what was with the absence of contractions, my full name and the full hello versus hi. Something was odd. Something was odd? My brain erupted into laughter. Something was odd!?! Seriously. Considering everything that had happened with the four people in this room, everything was, indeed, odd.

Pam beamed a thousand-watt smile at me.

"Sorry, Pete. I lost track of time. Let me get changed really quick," she said and winked at me. "Mom, can you help me pick out an outfit?"

"Sure think, sugar," Mrs. Tarrant answered with that same smile, seemingly a permanent fixture now. "Let's go to your room. You boys will be alright without us for a bit?"

"Sure, honey. Take your time," Mr. Tarrant responded. "Come on, Pete. Let's go out to the office."

I looked over to Pam who blew me a kiss over her shoulder as she ascended the stairs with her mom. I tried questioning her with my eyes, but she looked away and disappeared around the turn in the staircase. I thought she said she wanted to be there when I told her dad. I scratched my head and followed Mr. Tarrant out to the office-cottage. Once inside, I filled my lungs with air again to start my rehearsed speech, but was cut-off before I could exhale the first word.

"Pete, I need to speak with you." Before I could reply, Mr. Tarrant held up hand. "Please, Pete I need to get this out."

He sounded serious so I nodded for him to continue.

"I can't figure out what's going on. I've been a straight man my whole life. Hell, I have never even been curious, but you're such a great young man and when I saw you with your big cock hard, straining against your pants, I just couldn't help myself. It's weird, Pete. I just had to have you in my mouth. Then, on Saturday when you fingered my ass..." He trailed off shaking his head in disbelief before continuing. "I can stop thinking about it, Pete. I love my wife, but I can't get you out of my mind. I need you to fuck me, Peter." He finished by undoing his fly and letting his pants fall to the floor presenting his fully engorged prick.

I tilted my head to one side watching his purple glans atop his almost red cock-shaft twitch and pulse. He looked almost painfully hard. He really wanted me to fuck him, I guessed. I was torn because he obviously needed me but I wasn't sure Pam would approve. She was already mad that her dad sucked my cock before she did.

"Mr. Tarrant, I don't think..." I began only to be interrupted again as the door opened and Pam walked into the office.

She smiled over to me as she walked up to her father as he stood there shocked into paralysis as his iron-hard cock jerked up a little as he tensed. Pam gentle grabbed her dad's dick as she tip-toed up to give him a brief kiss.

While slowly stroking her dad's shaft Pam said, "Pete's mine now, Dad. I'll share him, but only on my terms. Plus, I will not allow him to fuck your ass until he has fucked mine." The juxtaposition between the content of what she said with the sweetness she said it was mesmerizing.

Mr. Tarrant was at a loss for words as Pam gave his cock a few more tugs before telling her dad, "Go sit on the sofa, if you want to watch."

Not waiting for an answer, Pam turned to me and tried to kiss her way through my mouth down to my heart. It was a kiss meant to get my attention; it succeeded. She finally broke the kiss gazing deep into my eyes sharing a feeling, a thought, an emotion that could not be translated into speech. Then, she bopped me on the nose and sank into a squat stripping me on the way down. My cock was mostly soft not having had time to react to what was going on in this crazy cottage. Mr. Tarrant hadn't moved, transfixed by his daughter who lifted my weighty meat and, with her eyes meeting those of her dad, took my soft meat into her mouth. She cupped my balls while she began to suck most of my length down towards her throat. Her tongue was pressing wetly against the underside of my shaft which was quickly hardening. She kept her eye contact with her father as she bobbed on my prick until it was fully hard, then popped it out still stroking it.

"Dad, I think you'll be more comfortable on the couch. I know you'll have a better view she said rising and leading me to the couch by my dick.

She gave me another kiss then stepped back removing her flannel shirt freeing her braless tits. Next, she lowered her sweatpants reveling her likewise panty-less sweet pussy. I heard Mr. Tarrant issue a half-gasp, half-moan, as I saw the same body blush on my beautiful Pam that she had when she brought my mom back to my bedroom the day before. She turned to the sofa kneeling on the cushions with her hands on the backrest displaying her round ass and pussy mound. She reached back with one hand to spread her ass cheeks. It was my turn to half-gasped, half-moaned as I saw the base of what could only be a butt-plug filling Pam's asshole.

"Mom's been getting me ready for you since yesterday, Pete. I started small, but this is the biggest plug I've had yet. I slept with the second biggest on in my ass all last night. Mom, just put this one in when we went upstairs." Pam wiggled her tight butt at me, then looked to her Dad.

"Mom..." he tried to ask.

"Come on, Dad. Come sit," she said patting the cushion to her left. "I'm going to need your help."

Mr. Tarrant finally found his legs as he shuffled over to the couch and sat in a daze.

"Ok, Pete, take out the plug and fill my ass with that giant cock of yours!" Pam said excitedly.

I wasn't a novice to anal sex having fucked my mom, aunt and uncle in the ass by that time, and if there is one thing I've learned about it, it is that the secret to taking a cock in the ass is that one has to want it. Really, really want that dick to push into a hole that is not designed to receive it. For example, the way Mr. Tarrant had begged me to fuck him told me he would probably enjoy it as long as I didn't just jam my thick cock into him. He'd still feel some pain and discomfort as he was penetrated, but it would be wrapped in lust and lasciviousness resulting in the proverbial pleasure and pain. If a person doesn't want a cock in their ass or is really not that into it, being sodomized is simply going to hurt, a lot. So, I asked Pam, "Are you sure, love? I'm pretty big; I don't want to hurt you."

She gave a thankful smile and said, "I want all of you, babe. I want to feel you so deep in my bowels that your big balls slap my clit!" The lust in her voice was reassuring.

I reached out grabbing the butt-plug's base and began to wiggle the small dildo around in her to loosen her up some more. Pam's head fell forward a bit and she moaned while pushing back against my hand. I started to slowly pull the plug from her until the fat, bulbous bottom popped out from her clenching sphincter ring and the tapered end slipped out quickly. I don't know why I did what I did next, but I did it. I sucked the butt-plug into my mouth savoring the earthy flavor of my love's rectum and sank to my knees slobbering all over the toy. I shifted over and lifted Mr. Tarrant's legs up until his bottom moved forward to the edge of the couch. I took the spit-dripping butt-plug and slowly it pushed it in his asshole. He winced as I watched his tight ring expanded over the fat end and constrict around the inserted toy. He still seemed a little tense so I eased up to take his poor, throbbing cock into my mouth taking a long suck down and coming back up to enjoy the pre-cum covered crown. That did the trick and he started to relax.

"Thanks, Pete," Mr. Tarrant said.

"No, problem," I replied.

"You two are too sexy, you know that?" Pam pointed out while pushing a finger across her clit and through her pussy folds. "Now, get up here and fuck my ass, Peter McPherson!"

I did as I was told. I rubbed my cock-head around her still slightly gapped hole, thought better of it, and leaned down to tongue her puckered opening drenching it in spit.

"Mm. That's nice, Pete. Lick my asshole," Pam cooed.

Once I was satisfied with the slipperiness, I stood placing the head of my dick against her small, pink hole and began to push into her rectum.

"Oh, shit!" Pam grunted as the crown of my cock pushed past her clenching ring in the same way that the smaller butt-plug had popped into her father. "Fuck, you're so big. Dad, rub my clit."

"Pam, I don' think I should..."

"Goddammit, Dad! I'm trying to take an eight inch, fat cock in my virgin asshole. Rub my fucking clit!" Pam commanded.

Shocked, Mr. Tarrant responded on auto-pilot sliding his hand over Pam's cunt and started to worry her clit.

I stayed motionless for a moment letting Pam's dilated sphincter adjust to the invading phallus and for her dad's clitoral ministrations to kick in. She moaned softly and wiggled her butt at me which I took as a go signal. I slowly fed her ass more cock-meat. In an inch at a time increments I pushed my dick into her, stopping to let her adjust and her fingering dad to produce a moan. I had about three-quarters of my prick in Pam when the urge to fuck became almost uncontrollable. I started to slowly back out in one constant motion until I could feel the crown of my cock against her squeezing sphincter and reversed into her in one slow, constant motion until my balls actually did brush against her clit; well, her dad's rubbing fingers actually.

Pam was breathing hard and starting to sweat even though it wasn't that warm in the cottage. I waited there, buried in her bowels waiting to see if she could take being fucked or if this was enough. She started to moan again as her dad worked her pussy.

"Ok, Pete. I'm ready," she grunted out the words. "Fuck my ass."

I started slow for the first few strokes, and I kept them pretty shallow only allowing half my dick in before pulling back. This allowed Pam to determine how much cock she was comfortable with on each thrust. When she started to push her butt back onto me I gave her more meat. I looked over at Mr. Tarrant who had by this point had lost his soul to lust and was jacking his cock mercilessly as he masturbated his daughter. I began to fuck into Pam's ass faster and harder. She started to grunt on each down thrust but was still pushing back at me so I kept going.

"Give me all of it, you motherfucker!" Pam's command was part scream, part grunt.

I gave her all of it and slammed my cock all the way in causing Pam to scream out and cum on her dad's hand. I was surprised and impressed. I was not expecting Pam to have an orgasm from her first anal sex experience. Cuming while dealing with a cock slamming into your ass the first time was an advanced sex move. I was coming to understand just how much of sexual creature Pam was. Her rectal walls compressed around my hard cock and I could feel her climax spasms ripple through the rest of her body. Her dad discovered how much orgasmic fluids his daughter could produce.

Finally, Pam slumped forward on the couch pulling her ass off my cock. She gasped as my cock-head popped out of her abruptly. She slowly turned over sitting back and replacing her father's absent hand with her own pressing down on her tender post-cum cunt.

"That was unbelievable. It was not what I was expecting at all. Thank you, Pete," she said exhausted noticing my irritable, hard dick vibrating with need. "Sorry, babe. You're gonna have to give me a minute, I feel wrecked."

"No problem," I said with an evil leer. "Two holes, no waiting."

Yes, I actually said that.

I shifter over and lowered to my knees. Mr. Tarrant's eyes were wild with desire. I think I could have just slammed all of me into him and he would have taken it with no problem he was so worked up. Instead, I slowly removed the butt-plug and watched fascinated as his hole slowly started to closed. I dove in before it could shut completely shoving my tongue in and ate his ass getting it good and wet. I started with one finger, then two shoving them in and searching for his prostate. Mr. Tarrant had closed his eyes and all my predictions were confirmed as he moaned while holding his legs up behind the knees to give me full access to his tight butthole. After I had three fingers in him massaging his prostate, he raised his head and simply stated, "I'm ready, Pete. Fuck me."

It took half the time to work my enraged cock into Mr. Tarrant's sucking asshole than it did with his daughter. I was fucking him hard in just a few minutes. He loved every inch of my fuck-stick. He was covered in sweat and was so intent on my fucking him he was neglecting his own cock as it slapped up and down on his stomach while I kept ramming him like a savage. Pam was kneeling next to me kneading my clenching ass-cheeks as I ploughed the holy living shit out of her dad.

"Fuck me, Pete. Fuck my tight ass! Fucking tear me up with your cock. Fuck that cock into me harder!" I think Mr. Tarrant was enjoying his first ass-fuck.

"Can you help your dad out?" I asked Pam nodding to his flopping hard dick.